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January is spaghetti month. Are you excited? All posts made during January have been brought to you by Spaghetti. Spaghetti and Communism. A very delicious combination.

A poem, in free verse:

A bird is on the Windowsill
Waiting
For his Tax returns.

He Stops
And looks
At his watch,
Which is a Knock-off
But resembles a Rolex.

A storm rises
In the East.
He Raises his head,
Sipping his diet soda.
Any Moment now, it will come.

A gust of wind.

He opens the mailbox
Blindly
Thunderously.

There is a bill.
There is a coupon.
There is an LL Bean catalog.

He takes it
And marches into the Shadows.
He will Buy some long underwear
And a new Tent.

What to do with a walrus

Dear blog,

I need some friendly advice. I have a walrus, now, and I don't know what to do with it. It is not a physical walrus, per se, but it is taking up a lot of space in my room, which I usually keep clear so that I may fit a walrus, if one arrives. I have tried feeding it and bathing it, but it does not respond to physical phenomena but only to distinct spiritual wave vibrations generated mostly be listening to 2 Live Crew. And I am getting very sick of 2 Live Crew.

Has anyone else ever experienced this situation before? If you have, please comment with help and suggestions! I could really use the advice and support.

That's all. Holla to all my peeps in D6! You keep it rockin' like a dockin'! lol

XOXOXO
Walter Benjamin

Death

This blog is dying. I wasn't sure, but now I know, since it says so, though I can't say where. Perhaps through its ear or tenderloin. You'll never know for sure. But you can know for uncertain.

That is why I am going to post twice. Once now, and once directly before now.

The label for this post will be completely absent, in respect for the departed.

3 Haikus

This dog is really great,

Wow, this is such a great dog,

Man, what a good dog.

Panama is not

A man, a plan, or a canal.

It is a country.

Sometimes I wonder

If Barack Obama's house

Is just a big party.